When Bianca walked into the emergency room, she gasped. It didn’t look like Antonio. The man in the bed being worked on was so gray in colour it almost looked as though he was dead. He was thin and looked like he hadn’t had a proper meal in months.
He was also covered in bruises, and she could see the doctors already trying to set his broken arm. Her heart broke, and she didn’t even realize that the heart-wrenching cry was actually hers. As her legs gave way, she felt someone grab hold of her.
They took her out of the small emergency room and within seconds her family gathered around her. She didn’t see if Antonio was awake or not, which made her mind run wild. For the next couple of hours, they took turns pacing and pulling their fingers through their hair while Bianca sat in one spot.
